Those that stand in front of a mirror,
Look at themselves and wonder,
Whether or not they're happy with their life,
They don't see the reflection,
They see what they have done with their lives,
And what they're going to do,
And wonder whether not they're going in the right direction,
Having a lot of thoughts going through their head,
They cannot stop thinking,
What they have done with themselves up and till now,
And what will come next,
While most people look in the mirror and think do I look good.
The rest of us look in the mirror and wonder what's next.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem